Page 59 of The Enemy Face Off

Summer:Slightly???

I sigh and do the smart thing—cave.

They're relentless when they get like this, and I'd know since I'm usually the one leading the probe for romantic details.

I'm not used to being on the receiving end of it, though.

Beth:Okay, fine. It was the best, most mind blowing kiss I've ever had in my life. Even though the lights were on, the tap was running, and an obnoxious infomercial was blaring in the background.

Amiel:Why were any of those things happening?

Beth:It was my attempt to un-romantic-ify the situation.

Amiel:That's not a real word.

I want to disagree with her, but she's right. It isn't.

Summer:I think I get what you mean, though. That's so you.

Evie:It really is.

Beth:Is that a bad thing?

Hannah:Absolutely not. We should never be anything but ourselves.

Evie:Milo's a smart dude. He knows what he's doing.

Beth:You think so?

Evie:I know so. Okay, this is strictly confidential and doesn't leave the group…but Fraser told me Milo's been asking about you. A lot. Like, allllllll the time.

Amiel:I'm squealing over here.

Summer:As someone in the room next to Amiel, I can verify that squealing is happening.

Evie:Apparently it started over the summer, after the karaoke night.

Hannah:That was such a good night!

I smile because that was a big night for Hannah and Culver.

Andnota big night for me and Milo.

I basically ignored him all night, barely said two words to him—and I'm pretty sure whatever I did say to him came with a side order of sass—and even after all that, he liked me enough to ask about me.

Multiple times.

An uneasy combination of guilt and pining swirls inside me. Guilt for not treating Milo as well as I should have and pining for—well, let's not go there.

A new message pops up.

Hannah:Are you happy, Beth?

Beth:Remind me again what happy feels like?

Summer:Generally characterized by not hating everything and everyone.

Amiel:Accompanied by a light feeling in your chest and a bounce in your step.

---